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King.

Enter King, Arethusa, and Guard.

Is the villain ta'en?

Pha. Sir, here be two confess the deed; but say

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Now I do mean to do, I'll leave to talk.

Bear them to prison.

Are. Sir, they did plot together to take hence
This harmless life; should it pass unrevenged,
I should to earth go weeping: grant me, then,
By all the love a father bears his child,

Their custodies, and that I may appoint
Their tortures and their deaths..

Dion. Death! Soft; our law will not reach that for this fault.

King. 'Tis granted; take 'em to you with a guard.-140 Come, princely Pharamond, this business past,

We may with more security go on

To your intended match.

[Exeunt all except Dion, Cleremont, and Thrasiline. Cle. I pray that this action lose not Philaster the hearts

of the people.

Dion. Fear it not; their over-wise heads will think it

but a trick.

[Exeunt.

ACT THE FIFTH

SCENE I

Before the Palace.

Enter Dion, Cleremont, and Thrasiline.

Thra. Has the King sent for him to death?

Dion. Yes; but the King must know 'tis not in his power to war with Heaven.

Cle. We linger time; the King sent for Philaster and the headsman an hour ago.

Thra. Are all his wounds well?

Dion. All; they were but scratches; but the loss of

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Enter Philaster, Arethusa, and Bellario.

Are. Nay, faith, Philaster, grieve not; we are well.
Bel. Nay, good my lord, forbear; we are wondrous well.

Phi. Oh, Arethusa, oh, Bellario,

Leave to be kind!

I shall be shot from Heaven, as now from earth,
I am a man

If you continue so.

False to a pair of the most trusty ones

That ever earth bore: can it bear us all?

Forgive, and leave me. But the King hath sent
To call me to my death: oh, show it me,
And then forget me! and for thee, my boy,
I shall deliver words will mollify

The hearts of beasts to spare thy innocence.
Bel. Alas, my lord, my life is not a thing

Worthy your noble thoughts! 'tis not a life,
'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.
Should I outlive you, I should then outlive
Virtue and honour; and when that day comes,
If ever I shall close these eyes but once,
May I live spotted for my perjury,
And waste by limbs to nothing!

Are. And I (the woful'st maid that ever was,

Phi.

Forced with my hands to bring my lord to death)
Do by the honour of a virgin swear

To tell no hours beyond it!

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Make me not hated so.

Are. Come from this prison all joyful to our deaths!
Phi. People will tear me, when they find you true
To such a wretch as I; I shall die loathed.

how nok! Enjoy your kingdoms peaceably, whilst I

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For ever sleep forgotten with my faults: Every just servant, every maid in love, Will have a piece of me, if you be true. Are. My dear lord, say not so.

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Phi.

Bel.

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Why, 'tis well.

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Why, what would you have done
If you had wronged me basely, and had found
Your life no price compared to mine? for love, sirs,
Deal with me truly.

Phi. Why, if it were?

Twas mistaken, sir.

Then, sir, we would have asked

And have hope to enjoy it?

Bel.

Your pardon.

Phi.

Are. Enjoy it! ay.

Phi.

Would you indeed? be plain.

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